vrcanaries Chapter 1092 Little Bamboo 5
Chapter 1092 Little Bamboo 5
Hei Xiazi wanted to roast lamb legs one moment and stew beef the next.
kitchen:....
Really, it’s not easy to find a cook among the tomb robbers.
Don't set your sights too high.
Hei Ye can go down the mountain and buy it himself.
Yamashita has good skills.
When Hei Xiazi heard this, he immediately shook his head like a rattle: "Go down the mountain? That won't work! It costs money to go down the mountain? I save my money for serious business!"
He acted as if spending money to buy food at the foot of the mountain was the most improper thing in the world.
Buddy: . . . .
Hei Ye is now finding new ways to be stingy.
Didn’t we cook and eat what we wanted before?
Dry food or cold water will do, when did you become so picky?
Today's stew is also very delicious.
Stimulated.
Nor should it.
Nothing happened recently.
Could it be that the monkeys on the mountain ignored Hei Ye?
Another fellow whispered to his companion, "I saw Hei Ye wandering around in the mountains these past two days, and he came back sighing."
"That's impossible? Isn't it normal for the monkey to ignore him?" his companion said, trying to hold back his laughter.
Tangerine peel: . . . .
"What's the fuss about?"
Chenpi's voice was not loud, but it made the whole kitchen quiet down instantly, leaving only the gurgling sound in the pot.
Hei Xia Zi immediately stood up straight, put his sunglasses back on, and showed his white teeth: "Chen Pi, look at this food..."
"Want to eat something good?" Chen Pi interrupted him without even raising his eyelids, "Sure."
Hei Xiazi's eyes lit up.
Chen Pi continued slowly, "You pay for it yourself and have it delivered from the mountain. Lamb leg, beef, whatever you want.
Don't mess with my mess and my men here."
The meaning is obvious: Want to make trouble? Pay for it yourself, don't try to take advantage of me.
Hei Xia Zi's smile froze on his face, like an eggplant hit by frost.
He touched his nose listlessly and muttered softly: "...Forget it, let's just have the stew, it's also good."
He seemed to have finally faced the reality, and also seemed to be defeated by Chenpi's stinginess. He moved to the side dejectedly, found a small stool to sit on, and stared at the big pot eagerly.
In fact, tangerine peel is not stingy. Sometimes you have to have meat when you want to eat it.
Chenpi glanced at him, said nothing more, and turned away.
After a while, a waiter came with a steaming bowl of stewed vegetables, which had obviously more meat slices and more oil than the others. He also sprinkled some chopped green onions on it and placed it on the small stool in front of Hei Xia Zi.
"Heiye, this is yours." The waiter put down the bowl and ran away.
Hei Xia Zi looked at the bowl of dish that was obviously filled with ingredients, and blinked his eyes behind his sunglasses.
He didn't say anything. He picked up the chopsticks and scooped a big mouthful of food mixed with meat slices and thick soup into his mouth. His cheeks were bulging with chewing, and the wilfulness seemed to dissipate a little with the heat of the food.
Even though the lamb leg is gone and the beef is lost in the soup, this bowl of stew with meat doesn’t seem that hard to swallow, right?
At least it doesn't cost money. While eating, Hei Xia Zi silently made up for himself in his heart.
Hooray for saving money.
Little Bamboo: . . . .
No, when An An remembered, he ran over here invisibly, wanting to see this father from another world. Is that reliable?
She squatted on the branch of a big tree at the edge of the camp, holding her chin, watching with great interest.
Then I saw how stingy Hei Xiazi was.
how to say.
It turns out that An An's father was also stingy, but not in this way.
It still needs to be much more grand.
"You're too narrow-minded, Dad." Little Zhuzi sighed, feeling a little disappointed with his friend.
It seems that fathers in this world have a hard life, as poverty limits their imagination and ability to act.
However, when Xiao Zhuzi saw that the guy under Chenpi secretly put more meat in Heixiazi's bowl, and that Chenpi cursed at him but didn't really do anything to him, he felt a little warm again.
Although this father is stingy and crazy, he seems to be popular?
At least the old fox Chenpi didn't kick him out.
I've heard from my mother before that my father has a good relationship with the mute uncle.
Mom said that all of the dumb uncle’s money is with Dad.
My father said that he was keeping it for the mute uncle and he never returned it to the owner.
Later, An An inherited his father's money and his mute uncle's money.
By the way, he also inherited his dumb uncle and the Zhang family.
Zhang Qilin: . . . . .
So he has money, yes, he does.
Anyway, A Kun is very happy. He can eat chicken, roast duck, lamb and beef every day.
Take turns, don’t have too good a time.
His droopy shoulders have become a lot rounder, and he looks like he has a lot of energy.
His face is getting more and more handsome.
Little Bamboo looked at his father below, well, he was his father, I guess.
She gave him a dream.
Come find Xiao Zhuzi when you wake up from the dream. It’s too troublesome to explain.
And as far as dad’s psychological endurance is concerned, there’s no problem.
Dad only cares about whether he has money and whether life is easy.
He is not feeling well.
In the following days, Hei Xia Zi's dreams were like watching TV, watching another self living a good life and a wealthy life.
Live a life of burning gold bricks and looking at treasures.
There are also Fu Jin and children.
Even the mutes benefit from following him.
Tsk tsk, next time you meet a mute, ask him to kowtow to you.
A-Kun: . . .
Draw your sword, blind man.
Besides, there is someone with hunched shoulders next to him.
If your shoulders slump, you might run away.
How can you ask the head of the Zhang family to kowtow to you? You are dreaming.
They were not killed because they were close friends.
The Heixiazi low pressure lasted for more than half a month.
He was moody and mad every day, and even the tangerine peel avoided him.
nerve.
It's menopause.
There's nothing wrong with Hei Xia Zi, he's just envious and jealous.
He also wants to live a good life.
He works just to live a good life.
Otherwise, who would like to work? He is not a masochist.
After finishing his work, Xiao Zhuzi went back.
She believed that her father would come to find them.
The mood of the drooped shoulders is getting better day by day.
His face recovered and his shoulders were slowly growing.
A Kun's chicken team has grown again, and several little hens have begun to lay eggs.
Every morning, the first thing A Kun does is to go to the chicken coop to touch the eggs. He holds the warm eggs carefully, and he cares more than the hen does.
Sagging shoulders: . . . . .
The emaciated and violent shadow at that time was also disappearing.
He even started to learn how to feed chickens from A Kun. Although his movements were still a little stiff, his seriousness made An An laugh.
Today there is braised chicken with bamboo shoots, tomorrow there is milky white old duck soup, and the day after tomorrow there will be sizzling lamb chops with an aroma that can waft two miles away.
From being entangled in the beginning about “how can the clan leader indulge in his appetite”, Ta Jianbing has now been able to finish four large bowls of rice and a chicken without batting an eyelid, which fully proves the universality of the law of true fragrance.
A Kun was particularly satisfied with the meal, and his eyes were clearer.
If Hei Xia Zi knew that the dumb had meat for every meal here, his life would be more comfortable than in his dreams.
I guess he would be so sour that he would become a lemon, and then he would firmly believe that the mute owed him a mountain of gold! In the next life, no, in the next life, he would have to work for him to pay off his debt!
Of course, I can only think about this thought with a sour tone now.
Until the dreaming routine ended, he saw the arrow!
Black Blind Man: !!!!!!!!!
And this is a good thing.
An An does have a worry. All the chickens in the Yao village are being eaten, and the remaining ones are still young and have not grown up yet.
Villagers have started buying chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep from outside and then selling them to An An.
Making money is not shameful.
The villagers were happy, and An An was happy too.
Everyone is happy.